30-m-finsbury park

retrieved from 2004

jesus ben, i can feel it, but i can feel nothing. My body has gone it’s like I never had one, it’s like you made sure that I never walked or sang or felt the prickly comfort of our last bed. Why why did you have to do this, why end it, what do you get from the end you selfish fuck you just want to see it don’t ya. Scream into the wind that pounds us both as annihilation comes over the hill you can defy it all you like try and stop the unstoppable, but you ain’t an unmovable force, you’ll be like me just a thought just a tiny thought somewhere underground. You arrogant sonofab*tch, want to be the last man standing before the last of man.

Now I can sense you, you’re near me. But I’m not there anymore, it’s the time between cutting the power and the light going out. It’s a different time, the end is slow to the point of eternity. But I’m slipping I’m losing my grip I can see the blankness closing in on me it’s I’m this bubble is shrinking and

I’m falling ben, you bastard I’m falling I’m dropping fast it’s coming this is it it’s not cold, there’s nothing on the other side yet I can feel it shatter beneath me pane after pane after pain. My layers stripped off, my memories are breaking up I’m so scared you fuck you did this you fuck you killed us both I’m not ready but it’s coming, long empty tendrils pushing into my into it’s I can’t there’s push but it does no I’m

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